I don't own Bleach and PJO. I hope you like it.

~Ichigo's POV~

I glared at my father daring him to lie to me. "What did Yuzu mean when she said mom was never pregnant with any of us?"

Dad groaned, but answered anyways without glancing at my direction. "Misaki wasn't your real mother. She was my first wife but she was your stepmother. Your real mom was pregnant with you after I married Misaki."

I was royally confused. "So if Mo- Misaki," I corrected myself, "isn't our mother then who is?"

"Mothers." I thought I heard him mutter.

"What was that?" I interrogated, hoping what I heard wasn't true.

He sighed and said, "You and Karin have the same mother, but Yuzu has a different mother. That's why she is crying."

I stood there, waiting for him to tell me it was all a joke. That's when I realizes he wouldn't do something so cruel. "Since you told us about that will you tell me about the lion?"

"I can't tell you that." The usual response with him. "But," ooh, there's more, "your mom will be more than willing to tell you."

I rolled my eyes and headed for the door. "Wh-" Before whoever could finish, punched the wall next to the front room door, and my fist went through it.

"What the heck Ichigo?" Yuzu screeched.

"I'm going to Urahara's. I need to ask him something important." I answered harshly.

Karin shouted, "But the school bus will be here in a few minutes!"

I looked over myshoulder and tried to give the nicest smile I could; which was hard to do. "Don't worry. They have to pick Rukia up anyways."

I left disregarding what anyone else in the room had to say. That's when I realised something. I forgot my stuff.

Not wanting to be questioned, I climbed the side of the house and entered my room through the window. I'm glad I forgot to close it again.

As I grabbed my stuff, my hand finally started throbbing. It burned like hell. But I ignored it.

Right when I was about to climb out, when I saw something flicker behind me. When I turned, I could have sworn I saw someone disappear. All that I could see out of place was the letter. Instead of being on my desk it was on the edge of my bed. Trusting my instincts, I shoved the letter in my bag.

On the way to Urahara's, I took the time to understand what Dad meant. Why the hell would he cheat on mo-Misaki? And why three times? If he loved who ever, then why did he marry Misaki instead?

By the time I got there, Urahara was already outside with his fan in hand. "I was expecting you Ichigo," he stated. "Please come in! Rukia is here wait-"

"I need to ask you something," I interrupted him. "It has something to do with a camp and a white lion."

His facial expression dropped instantly and changed to his serious face. "I'll have Ururu make some tea. This might be a while."

Soon everybody that works in Urahara's shop was in the room. "Guys! Can you leave?" I asked/yelled at them. "I need to talk to him in private!"

Then that annoying redhead, Jinta, asked, "Does Rukia get to stay?"

I glared at him which sent him running. "Sorry about him," Kisuke tried to apologize. "He has been rambunctious as of late."

I didn't respond. A random thought went through my head. Dad never told Yuzu the story of the lady. Why?

"Ichigo?" A voice knocked me out of my thoughts. "What happened to your hand?!" Same old Rukia. Always worrying about me. . . Wait, it's the other way around.

While she wrapped my bloody hand I answered, "I punched a hole in the living room wall."

"Why?" Urahara asked. "There has to be a reason why you did that."

"And there has to be a reason why my father has been lying to me for eighteen years." I countered.

The two of them were shocked. "What did he lie about?" Urahara questioned.

"The usual," I replied casually, watching as Rukia finished her deed. "Lying that Misaki was never any of our mothers and Yuzu doesn't have the same mom as Karin and me."

There was silence in the air for a few moments, then there was a horn. "We'll talk about this later. For now you two better go. They're waiting on you."

Soon Rukia and I left the shop, me carrying both of our luggage. When I got on the bus everyone immediately asked me what happened to my hand. I ignored then and sat in the front seat with Rukia sitting beside me.

"Can you wake me up once we get there?" I muttered. "I want to try to forget what my dad told me."

Rukia smiled softly. "Sure thing." I didn't hear the rest as I already drifted to sleep.

~Percy's POV~

On the way to Goode, Paul asked, "So are you excited about the new students coming?"

"I just hope that no Furies are going to attack," I answered. "Chiron said there was a group of demigods coming and two of them have a strong stench."

As he pulled toward a stop light he asked, "Do you think they could be children of the Big Three?"

"No." I stated too quickly. "It's probably some other Olympians. Probably one that doesn't have that many kids."

"Maybe you can befriend them." Paul suggested.

"Maybe," I agreed.

It mood in the car was awkward. Soon enough we arrived. A few seconds later two school buses pulled into the drop off lane. The high school students coming out caught my attention. Especially that orange haired male. He reminds me of..wait a minute!

"Ichigo?!"

~Ichigo's POV~

My attempt at sleep were interrupted when Rukia woke me up too soon. "Do you feel any better?" She asked as I stretched.

"Sort of. Thank you." I grabbed our stuff and followed her out.

Everybody was outside, waiting for one of the school's teachers when all of a sudden, "Ichigo?!

The end! For now! Hope you enjoyed it!